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be my escape- relient k
I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so
You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave
Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I’ve gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I’ve gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging
You to be my escape.
I fought You for so long
I should have let You in
Oh how we regret those things we do
And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
But so were You
So were You
Thursday, May 29, 2003
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.:.dreams.vs.reality.:.
Holding on to pain, hurt, anger, and disappointment manifests itself in our bodies.Sooner or later, our baggage causes our bodies to give out.
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didn't attend school today simply because i'm. tired. after obs, school was been..well, different. the focus is gone, maybe it was never there in the first place. was it? results were disappointing to say the very least. everyone is tired of struggling to keep our heads above the water. yet the tide is coming in, how long more can we hold out before the waves washes us away? everyone seems...detached from reality. nobody cares much nowadays, for themselves or for others. the heat is rising. people are getting irritated easily, with everyone seemingly rubbing everyone else the wrong way. signs of loners drifting around in school are becoming more and more evident as the days go by. is it some flaw in society that's results in this? or is it just us? it seems as though everyone is wallowing in our thoughts, the irrational pushing out the rational. the rational thoughts try to push back, but then it realises that the motivation to stay sane is no longer there. the slow passing of days is sapping the life force out of everyone. every free minute we have, with nothing to do, is just another minute that allows us to dwell on our fears and worries. everywhere you look, signs of carnage litter the scene, people are falling apart. everyone is a victim of our own fears, our thoughts when we are alone. we look to find a source of strength, but then you realise that everyone else is fighting their own battle too. you try to help, but somehow, you can't. or rather...the will is gone. you try to be there, but slowly, surely, we are all breaking up. and the fearful thing is, no one cares. we're all simply too exhausted to try and pick up the pieces and rebuild our lives. too undo the damage that we did to others. to try...to make things better. instead, we just plod right ahead. leaving everyone else in the wake. like a sandstorm, leaving behind a trail of destruction.
the irony of it all.
pray that the june holidays come faster. it's a long over-due rest. time to allow our battle-weary bodies to recharge. time to gain that motivation back. so that we can look forward to a brighter future. :) in the meantime, takecare everyone. and may everyone find in themselves, or in others, their source of strength, their motivation. like i have. :)
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missing you+
